“Elton, would you like to remove your sunglasses? It’s not a very good disguise, and, well, anyway, we’re inside. Kathryn, please bend your hand exactly like that, miming the expression ‘twist my arm’ using only your body. Rush, just
do whatever. Thanks.”

“You on the far right! Yes, you. Please look happy. That means eyes off the floor. Clap until someone places a drink in your hands.”

“Is it just me, or does the Breakers Hotel have a monopoly on the world’s supply of rococo chandeliers or what?”

“Are there too many bed sheets strewn haplessly behind the Doric columns? Or not enough bed sheets strewn haplessly behind the Doric columns? Everyone please have a look, and then come find me later at the bar and let me know.”